I’m starting to think I like
The sound of you and this city
The signs on the cold mass pike
The church is calling from New Amsterdam
And in a dream your future had a voice and he spoke like me
I’m starting to think

That I wanna buy you
Chocolate hearts from CVS
Kiss you too hard and follow you west
Sing you sad songs on a Sunday afternoon
Yeah I think I’d like to
Tie you in ways that you can’t undo
Dinner in bed and Korean food
Say I love you just a little bit too soon

Sleepy town boy
Corduroy bottoms
I keep my fat lip tucked
When you’re talking to me
We’ve got our SSRI’s in common
You check the box on my right-side column

I’m at ease
As quiet as suburban trees
Whenever you get around me
I got all I could ever need